Tiddly bits!

If you want to read more about my cousin running away, GO HERE!

Next! I've mentioned a few times that my husband has a hot sauce habit. I've always wanted to capture this on film but never had the chance. Now that I have my handy iPhone that takes such great pictures I was finally able to snap a picture.

Presenting to you, my husbands Mexican Pizza from Taco Bell and his 9580847808 sauces (and his middle finger).

Would you even believe there was a pizza under there? 7 years I've been with this guy and it still makes me giggle every damn time.

I bought new couches today. Well okay used ones from Craigslist. They are from Macys, down cushions with beautiful slip covers. Only one problem, the guy who owned them smoked. Not a little smoke A LOT OF SMOKE. We are having the couch base steam cleaned by the carpet guy and the coveres dry cleaned and we are going to see if they can dry clean the cushions. However I'm sure there will still be some lingering smell. SO! Bloggy world who has the best suggestion for covering that smell until they air out enough.

Also the couches are white. We want to have them dyed. Do you have any idea who dyes slip covers? Do you call upholstery people or dry cleaners or who??????

In other news because of the piece of shit robbers breaking the glass in my room and the cops and people walking all over my clothes it was decided they all needed to be washed. Plus I needed to wash my sheets, Codi's, Brandon's and the spare beds sheets and blankets also. Plus all the towels were due and some other random things. Finally I gave up and said we are going to the laundry mat. My mom came with me and so did Ginger. Ya'll my mom is a laundry mat maven. She was commandeering those washers like nobody's business. She had shit in the dryer before Ginger and I could even say fabric softener. This meant we had a lot of clothes to fold too which meant Ginger had a lot of time to watch the kids.


Shockingly she did not even lose any (see above link)!!!!

We have been staying at my mom and dads through all this and there are some things that drive me nuts. My mom has no spoons. Seriously she has like one. Well one normal spoon and then 15 loooooong ice cream type teaspoons (you know the milkshake ones). It makes me insane I love spoons. They are my favorite utensil. Spoons for coffee, and cereal, and soup and ICE CREAM! The other thing making me crazy is I HAVE NO CLOTHES. As I mentioned all my shit had to be washed. The stuff that wasn't trashed in the breakin was tiny skirts, or pants that were too big or too small and all of my long sleeve shirts. I grabbed some stuff the first night and then everything else was packed. Soo since last Monday I've lived with one pair of sweats, a pair of jammie pants, a pair of yoga pants, a pair of jeans, one pair of socks, 3 undies, 1 bra and finally two shirts. One dressy white one that I keep getting dirty and one normal tank top. Ya'll I need more clothes.

I'm mega embarressed to admit my love for America's Next Top Model. This means I have to admit how devistated I am that I wasn't able to watch last weeks big make over show. Uggg! Someone tell me just how good it was.

I'm thrilled Dan won Big Brother also. Thrilled. I love that he played so well and won.

The song playing on my blog is from a cd my mom gave me when I moved out. I love it, and it reminds me of all the chaos in my life now. You will notice I don't play a lot of new stuff on my blog. I do like new music but honestly I prefer the older stuff. I love my moms music and I love a lot of the music from middle school and back in the day. Seriously I love to rock out to some Offspring! I haven't posted it yet simpy because I worry it might be a little loud for those of you opening my bog at work.

I haven't been blogging much because things are pretty crazy here but I didn't want to stay MIA for too long. SO. There you have it, a few things in my life from the week. Later skaters!

Chaos!

Things are fucking crazy lately. With the break in, the attempted move, and fucking 15 year old kids running away! I will take some pics of the house tonight so you can see the progress we have made. The way it's looking we can possibly move in by this weekend, but I won't hold my breath since we are now dealing with the above mentioned 15 year olds bullshit!

My neighbor lady is really nice and very crafty and has agreed to do both the boys rooms for me. Brandons room will have a full wall shelf with old fishing paraphernalia on it. Thing old rods and reals, nets, tackle boxes and so on. Also a shadow box with different fishing lures. Codi's room will follow his same antique truck and star routine. She is creating some giant light up star night light thingy to go above his crib with nothing but plywood and Christmas lights.

We just purchased some awesome used slip cover couches for the main living room off Craigslist. Our game room is going for a FULL OF BOXES, NO GAMES BECAUSE THEY ALL GOT STOLEN kind of look. It's all the rage.

Heard from insurance today. He was putting in our claim and would get back to me midweek on what, if anything would be reimburresed and refunded and so on. I love waiting. Haven't balanced my checkbook in over a week because it's all so chaotic right now.

Sigh.

I'll post pics tonight if my brain remembers!

HE REALLY REALLY HATES THE HALLOWEEN STORE!

The break in

Earth Shattering
Yesterday I woke up sick. I thought about staying home sick until I remembered that no one gets rest with a nine month old at home. I came to work and the events of the day left me cranky so around 5:30 I decided I was just taking the kids home and give them baths and pass out. When we got home Brandon ran to the door that leads from our garage to our house to open it. The door was locked which was very odd considering we have never locked that. Inside my head I thought to myself "Someone is probably in my house right now and they locked the door to escape." (Yes I really am that paranoid all the time)
We walked in and ran to the bathroom because I had to pee. Brandon stripped naked so that he could get in the bath. I sat Codi down in the car seat and walked to the master bedroom so I could grab the bath seat out of my tub because the boys had used my bath last. I walked up to my bedroom and saw this.
The first thing I thought was, "what the fuck did the boys do now." Then I looked a little harder and saw this.

I realized suddenly that something was not right. I peeked around the corner and noticed the curtains blowing and saw a few shards of glass. I turned around grabbed my kids and ran to the neighbors. I did not know if they were in the house or not but I did know I had a few guns in the house and I sure as shit wasn't going to get shot in my home with my own gun. I called the police from the neighbors house and was told they would get to it when they could. The neighbors mother stays home with their kids all day and she told me she saw two young kids walking out of my backyard around 10:30am. When the neighbor asked why she didn't say anything she replied, they looked young and maybe Filipino so she thought they were just friends of Robs leaving through the back. I waited a long time and finally I walked over to the house and grabbed a Tshirt out of the garage to put on Brandon. Rob arrived home and since he had his gun he went into the house to make sure it was safe he was sure they would not be there since the lady saw them leave early. He was right. I left the kids with the neighbors and we walked in. the first thing Rob noticed was my worst fear. They had taken two of his guns. Two registered handguns are now in the possession of kids twice described as no older then 17.

Upon further inspection we found the Playstation 3 and Wii had been removed from our bedroom.
All of the Wii controls, Wii steering wheel things, Playstation wireless cords and so on were gone.
They tossed my bed (that is my bedding that the moved into my bedroom)
Our closet was totally trashed. The basket there on the floor held every single love letter, flower or sweet nothing I had given Rob. It is all smashed, torn and ripped now.
My jewelry box was hidden under those pants on some shelves. It contained my Tiffany, my 3 pairs of diamond earrings, and a necklace from my husband among other things.
The drawer there on the right IS NOT A DRAWER. They fucking pried wood off wood trying to steal shit.
Our computers were located on my coffee table. We have a floor jack that the charger plugs into. They ripped my couch apart to rip the cord out of my floor even.
That is where my Nintendo used to live.
This is the back sliding door that I've been so terrified of since the day we moved in. It is located right next to my bed.

They shattered the whole thing...with one little rock!
We realized they broke the fence in the back of my house because my house backs up to field. We think since the neighbor saw them walk out empty handed that they stashed everything behind the fence or just handed it over to friends. The police were able to find footprints from my yard up the hill behind the fence. I am going back now to document the rest of the losses since I have no idea what was really stolen.

I am only thankful that my family and kids are okay. I'm even more thankful that a week ago our computer guy was here and in a random act of faith he backed up every single one of the 7,000 pictures on my laptop. I'm thankful he set me up with Mobileme and my accounting program was backed up.
I am stunned that this happened just over a week after we had the alarm system removed from our home. It was removed and re-installed into the house we are remodeling. I was so mad that we had it taken out early but that was when the appointment could be done so it was what it was. The odd thing is, if you look in my front window you can see the hole where the alarm was. The boy who lives on the other side of me said two young kids knocked on his door earlier in the day asking if Andrew was home. He said no Andrew lived there so they went to my house.

To answer everyone who asked it is the house we currently live in, not the one we are remodeling. Also, someone asked why I'm not more angry. You were correct in assuming that I was in shock. It feels surreal. I don't know how I feel about it. My husband is angry, ANGRY! I'm thankful my kids are to young to remember and that no one was hurt.

I'll update after I speak to insurance.

Well shit

My house got broken into today. My husbands Macbook, my Macbook Pro, our PS3, Wii, NES, cash, jewlery, two guns and various other things are gone. They entered by shattering the sliding glass door to my bedroom. They dumped out every drawer in my room and every single thing in my closet now lays on the floor. I'm the most bothered by the guns. The neighbor said they saw two teenage kids walk out of my back yard. That means two idiot teenagers are out there walking around with guns registered to my husband. They also have all of my passwords, every photo ever taken of both my children, my accounting info and lots of other random things.

Will post more when I know more!

So you're hungry for some Italian

I got asked where you can find Johnny's Little Italy here in Reno. The actual name is Johnny's Ristoranté Italiano. It was called Johnny's Little Italy back in the day before his son took over and got high class, but us die hard locals only know it as Little Italy. The food is amazing. I ordered Basil Gnocci which was divine. We each got a Capresé salad which was so sweet and made just right. The tomatoes weren't bitter, they were juicy and firm. There was a generous portion of basil and a great ratio of mozzarella. Their balsamic rocked too. My husband got their Bruschetta which had a portabello mushroom basil one, a shrimp, a sausage, and a classic tomatoe. They were great! He got a shrimp scampi pasta which he loved. For desert he had a Tiramisu and I wanted to steal it. I got amaretto chocoalte cheese cake that tasted like a big hunk of crazy thick chocolate pie. They serve bread too. Half fresh sour dough and half fresh rosemary. I walked away in the happiest place ever. If you want to visit Johnny's here is the info, YOU WON'T BE DISAPOINTED!

Johnny's Ristorante Italiano

(This is not a website, they don't have one yet)

4245 W 4th St
Reno, NV 89523
(775) 747-4511

A very small preview

Small house preview here

In which the dorkyness reaches new levels...and Codi makes a mess

Last week some boxes arrived. What was in them?

Let's open them and see


WOOOOOOOOW!!!!!

It's my brand new IMAC!!!
(This totally replaces Whole Foods day as the new BEST DAY EVER)

I looove coming to work now! 24" I guess size really does matter!


Last week Codi was standing behind his walker pushing it around. Funny, he was walking the walker. Anyway suddenly I heard him crying and I turned around to see that somehow he had went from walking behind it to climbing the damn thing.

No clue how but he somehow managed to climb up on top of it and get himself stuck. He was pissed!

PISSED I TELL YOU!



But the real reason you're all here today.

Is to see what happens when you let THREE perfectly capable people watch your son in the office across the hall.

!!!!!!!!!!!!

They let him play with a red stamp pad.

RED!

A RED STAMP PAD PEOPLE!!!!!!!

He had to get a bath at work!

Free spa treatments given here

Today is my 4 year wedding anniversary. We are going out for dinner tonight and all I'm thinking is, "Dude you need to shave your fucking legs Shannon." Seriously ya'll if you rub your hand over my leg you get an awesome exfoliating affect. Add some lotion and lavender scent and it's a full on spa treatment for free!

On top of the sexy legs I now have retainers again. I had braces back in middle school and of course retainers after. About 4 years after having my braces removed I gave up on my retainers. Well now 10ish years later my teeth have shifted to the point of needing retainers again. In fact if I had waited much longer I would have had to have braces again. So I now have myself a shiny new set of clear retainers! That also means I talk like thith. I sound like an athhole when I anthwer the phone at work. Also MY TEETH FUCKING HURT. Like I said Rob and I are going to dinner tonight and I'm wondering if the place we are going has any mush on the menu. Maybe they can blend my bruschetta up into a nice Gazpacho, I mean they are the same thing right!

Also even though I only have like 8 dishes at my house currently I somehow manage to have about 53 in my sink. What the fuck? How is it I don't have spoons, strainers, pans, or bowls but I have an entire sink full of dirty dishes? I hadn't cooked dinner in quite a while with all this house shit. It was a lot of Taco Bell and take out orders. I tried cooking dinner last week which resulted in making gravy with corn starch. We have only one pan so that meant I had to boil potatoes then take them out and mash them in a bowl while washing the pan and starting the gravy. I was so frustrated with that I stopped cooking again. I also hadn't been to the store in over a month. I had bought NOTHING! Finally on Monday I gave up and went to the store. I had to set my pride aside and take some help from the store. I bought some of those frozen Bertolli pasta meals in a bag (Rob LOVED the Alfredo chicken one), some frozen pizzas, and I shit you not I bought the Country Crock premade mashed potatoes. I bought fresh meat, some salad, fruit and veggies too. It's been a relief all week making dinner but not having to use 500 pans and take an entire hour that I just don't have right now. Two nights ago I grilled an amazing bone in rib eye and roasted asparagus. Then I popped a loaf of premade garlic bread from Whole Foods in the oven and my microwave potatoes and wala I had dinner. I only made ONE dish! Well, 3 if you count our two plates and the ENORMOUS Tupperware I used to marinate since I didn't have any baggies. The Bertoli meal in bag took 10 minutes I shit you not and was fucking delicious.

I was almost embarrassed to buy the food. Feeling like somehow I was sucking as a wife. But then I realized that sucking as a wife would be not even trying at all and being totally okay with fast food and take out. But then I realized I had to wave my white flag and surrender. I just can't devote an hour to cooking every night right now, but I do have 20 minutes to give to it and at least now we all are around the dinner table again and I've at least cooked something rather then let someone else do it. Oh well. Someday we will be fully moved in and I can go back to cooking real food and updating my food website!

In the mean time we are going to dinner at a great little Italian place tonight called Johnnys Little Italy and the server may or may not be able to grate Parmesan off my legs!

A few random pics

Brandon eating his first ever taco from daddies favorite taco joint. He loved all of it but the onions

My husband and his friends are VERY creative huh?

Brandon picked me some flowers. My mom was worried I don't weed enough...but see I've got Brandon on the job!

Ginger showed up at my house with these cookies the other night. A few days ago we were talking about some Oreo's that Brandon's teacher suggested we try. We went on a mission to locate them and when we did we were totally disappointed. Ginger mentioned these other cookies she had once. About 5 days later she emails me to tell me she actually drove out of her way to the little place that sells them to buy me some just so I could taste them.

I ATE THE WHOLE FUCKING BAG!

This might be the best cookie I've ever had. It was a cross between a chocolate covered graham cracker, a kit kat and a little slice of HEAVEN ON EARTH!

They can be found at World Market

Rob waving at the camera. The other picture was actually him flipping me off. Why?

This is about the 298598th time this month he has had to move the fridge. Do you know why? Because our fridge has a water and ice feature. Rob likes to prop his water bottle up into the water filler thing and then WALK AWAY. Every damn time he walks away and just leaves it to overflow and flood the ENTIRE FUCKING KITCHEN. He floods it so damn bad he has to pull out the fridge and mop under that. Sigh!

Hmmm what is in this cabinet?

It's my brother Brandon!!!!!

Hi Codi want to come into my fort?

Sure I'll come in and play

MOOOOM NO GIRLS ALLOWED PLEASE LEAVE!

Other random tidbits.

Karma is laughing at me. I just went to pack my lunch and realized that the very water bottle that Rob floods the house with all the time was sitting on the counter with out a lid ON IT'S SIDE. Yeah it had flooded my entire cabinet, lunch, appliances and so on.

Rob told me last night that until he moved to Reno he had never had real mashed potatoes only BOXED mashed potatoes. I find that weird. It reminded me of back in the day when my cousin Lisa and I would be broke and hungry. We would get on her moped scrounge up a buck and go to the store and buy a box of mashed potatoes. It would feed us for quite a while.

Codi finally got a tooth. He also finally ate some food. He has eaten about 4 bites of spaghetti, 3 bites of sweet potatoes, 3.5 bites of banana and 58983047 organic Cheetos. Fucking kid hates food. No rice cereal, oatmeal, veggies, mashies, bread, butter, NOTHING.

Wait. I forgot. He will eat ice cream. No maternity test needed, he is mine!

Brandon has taken to walking around in his underwear with his hand down his pants like Homer. Which reminds me of last nights conversation. Talking to my husband last night we stumbled upon a conversation where he told me that him and his brother compared "sizes" when they were younger. This totally peeked my curiosity. Is this normal? Do all brothers show their stuff and compare? Do girls compare boobs and I'm just out of the loop because I didn't have a sister? What other weird things do siblings do that I don't know about??????

Learning quirks about siblings is one thing, but learning quirks about boys is a whole other thing for me. I don't know shit about gross things boys do growing up. I'm in for it aren't I?